and you've got to stay away from it.
love burns like early fog in dwindling night.
lost a women?
you'll have others
and you'll lose them too.
truth doesn't set anyone free
unless those who seek it.
i watched the hundred dollar man
waste himself away
at the neck of the bottle
peeling labels from cold sweat glass.
you can be anything,
but you choose this
because in the guts and fire
in the deception that life card hand gives you
you're not satisfied with.
if only you were stupid man
and a little bit slow
if only you were wearing what they want you to wear
if you were that "guy"
life would race across your blurred vision
faster than horse galloping with a cold cough
dying at every step.
but you won't.
you won't become self fulfilled,
you won't become dreadful and scornful
you won't become oblivious
and hollow
you're fucked my man
you have an insatiable appetite for destruction and
all things ugly.
the girls won't ever understand you
and plagued you shall remain.
take solace in that
take pride in that
take burning midnight blue-streaked fire in that.
let the rags soak the bile from your mouth
that foams with every morning rage.
life will be prolonged detachment from every human
every deviant
every disaster counts for something.
you've got the upper hand though,
you can see through the bullshit murmurs.
you're okay olde man
you've done well.
keep fighting the good fight.
when you've lost everything
and giving everything to those who don't deserve
anything
validated everyone in their own bullshit
desire
done all the right things
you still won't win.
because you don't want to
win
winning
is for losers
for self important assholes
who want to feel special
you want to lose
to be on the bottom rung
to climb
and climb
for the rest of your life
and holy shit
goddamn
that's admirable
to be
to be
to be
untouchable
by everyone.